Wednesday, July 27, 2005

BACK TO THE LION’S DEN

Last June 27, the aging lion declared a recess to his fraternal brothers and friends saying he will return to Manila after less than a month’s stay at his den nursing his injured right foot. But let him start this story from the time he and his tamer disembarked from the Superferry II at Tagbilaran City last June 8.

Uncomfortably inconvenienced by the accident that he suffered while still in the big city last May, he and his tamer decided to disembark straight to the Ramiro Community Hospital to have his swollen right ankle operated on. The night before while the ship was still cruising the straits of Cebu, she called Dr. Ronald Ramiro and explained the lion’s worsening condition, whereupon the good doctor replied that the resident physician on duty will attend to the wound when at the hospital and after the usual paperwork, the incision on his swollen right ankle will be performed. This was done and later they were also advised to return two days after for possible complications. Proceeding to Guindulman later in the day, he felt relieved and expected that his painfully injured foot will soon be a thing of the past.

But it was not so. The attending physician, after examining the wound referred the lion to two other physicians, one a lady internest and the other a surgeon who, which he said, can attend to the lion’s wound much better. While he did not say so in so many words, it was evident he was not at par with the job at hand, and so the referral to other medical professionals was unavoidable!

The lady internest promptly prescribed that the lion submit himself to so many medical tests obviously to determine the lion’s medical condition especially as it relates to his being a diabetic while the surgeon reopened the wound, scraped the rotting tissue which made the lion whimper in silent agony prompting the surgeon to ask if the lion’s tolerance to pain is high enough and got the epic reply that “if the lion collapsed while he was still on his job, then the lion’s tolerance to pain has already been surpassed .”

Four more trips to the surgeon at and the internest were made, with the former doing the scraping and applying the medicinal ointment and with the latter continuing her questions and prescribing medicines without the wound getting healed. Worse, body fever was already continually being experienced by the aging lion. Meantime, the three cubs back home were daily asking for their patriarch’s condition via long distance and not getting any positive reply, decided to cajole their dad to return to the big city and have the wound treated there. And what better recourse is there than send an SOS email to Ka Billy del Rosario, chief orthopedic surgeon at St Lukes who promptly prescribed an antibiotic that costs thrice the antibiotic that the local surgeon prescribed.?!

By June 27, the lion tamer and his aging pet boarded Superferry I and after two days at sea proceeded straight to the hospital where Ka Billy was already waiting. Upon opening the wound, he declared the problem was not really that serious but could have been had the trip been unduly delayed. “Hematoma”, he said, and promptly treated the wound with expert ease as no other doctor in the country could. He also replaced the antibiotic that he earlier prescribed saying he earlier had to prescribe a more potent medicine while were still in Bohol because at that time, he has not yet seen the condition of the injury. Having made his first treatment, he then prescribed a less-potent antibiotic and declared the injury already well controlled. He also ordered the aging lion to drink a small bottle of Yakult after every meal to replenish the good bacteria that the antibiotic also kills together with the bad bacteria that hinders the revitalization of the tissue that was indispensably needed to heal the wound. For his part, Ka Albert Encarnacion was also very generous to provide the aging lion with a crutch that enabled the latter to move around to support his still sturdy left leg.

And four more medical visits after that, the last which was last July 20, whereupon the lion asked from the good doctor permission to return to his den. Ka Billy said it will be okay provided the lion will keep in close contact and if need be, send a photograph of the still-limping right foot should medical assistance still be needed. Meanwhile, the prescribed medicines, including the small Yakult bottle taken after every meal will still be necessary.

And the rest became programmed medical therapy. But looking back while already at the lion’s den, he thought it could have been worse and most probably with the lion’s right foot dismembered had not Doc Billy treated it.. The medical procedures that were done at the province which resulted in worsening the injury involved the following:

1. The resident physician incised the swelling skin to flush out the fluid that resulted from the accident earlier. What should have been done was to prick the swollen skin to get the liquid out and in time, the swollen skin would have healed by itself.

2. The surgeon committed the mistake of instructing that the wound be cleaned by tap water. At the big city, Doc Billy declared that cleansing of the wound with tap water exposed the wound to harmful bacteria and therefore prolonged the healing process. From the time the wound was treated by Doc Billy, it has not undergone tap water cleansing..

3. The gauze bandage prescribed by the local doctor was of the general type which protected the wound from exposure. Doc Billy prescribed a gauze bandage that is sterilized by the manufacturer thus shutting off the possibility of bacterial contamination.


4. The antibiotic that was described earlier and replaced from time to time by Doc. Billy to achieve maximum results, no doubt played a vital role in the recuperation. The knowledge of medical professionals in the big city on modern medicines do augurs well on the patient’s speedy recovery.

The lion is now back at his den silently murmuring: “Whew, what a close call. Were it not for Doc Billy, the aging lion would most probably be limping with but a single foot remaining!!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Jun,

It is always nice feeling to be home. I am glad that everything went very well in the City and the injury is progressively healing.

What are you doing now with your diabetes? Wounds heal better and faster when the blood sugar and infection is under control. I am sure your private physician must have explained to you fully.

We might be visiting Bohol in Oct./05

Regards,

Tante

Anonymous said...

maligayang pagbabalik vw.sana magaling na magaling na ang inyong paa.

so glad you are roaring again.

kuya dave
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Kuya Dave:

Hindi naman paa ang ginagamit sa pagtuldok ng mga teklado ng komputer, ah! Kamay!! Ang ginagamit naman sa pag-atungal ay bibig. Ha, ha, hah!

KJ

Anonymous said...

Hi, VWB Jun

Welcome back and thanks to the GAOTU that your right foot/ankle has been saved. I fully understand the risks to the extremities of a diabetic,
as I too am one.

As my doctor said and my research about the disease indicates, once you have it, you are most probably going to live with and someday, die, from it. Thus is our fate, you and I - brothers in our beloved fraternity and brothers in this disease.

By the way, here are the links to the Diabetes organizations of the
U.S. and Canada.

http://www.diabetes.org/

http://www.diabetes.ca/

You might find the articles and news in them of interest.

Well, I look forward to reading your interesting, inspiring and
thought-provoking postings.

I'd like to inform you that the Winnipeg Chapter of DeMolay will be reinstituted on September 24th, 2005. The boys will undergo the Initiatory and DeMolay degrees and then the chapter will be instituted, the officers and advisors installed.

The Winnipeg Chapter was the first DeMolay chapter instituted outside of the U.S.A. As such, it is what made DeMolay an international
organization. Similarly, the first Rotary Club outside the U.S.A. was the Rotary Club of Winnipeg. And, of course, the founder of Rotary was Paul
Harris, a Freemason.

By the way, the Master Councilor to be installed in September is a
Filipino, Elson Alvarez, who with his parents (his father is a mason from Cavite) and younger brother recently migrated to Winnipeg. Elson says that he was the Jurisdictional MC for Luzon when he left Manila in May.
He would then already know what it needs to run a successful DeMolay chapter. Hopefully, he would inspire the younger ones to support the chapter.
Hope to hear from you again.

Sincerely and fraternally,

Chibu

Anonymous said...

Kuya Jun,

Now that answers my question why the lion hasn't been heard of for quite some time. I am sorry to hear about your misfortune Kuya Jun.

Please take care and get enough rest....hwag matigas ang ulo at baka makunsumisyon ang the good hermana.

Please say hello to Ian and Vicky....and Ivan na rin.

Thanks and Ingat!

BONG
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Kuya Jun,

hehehehe Was that a compliment or what? Vaquero...........I miss that word.......eh alam mo naman tung kaibigan mo.......vaquero, ranchero, pero cowboy gusto ko hehe.

My UPLB days were simply the best times of my life. Simply unforgettable. Hay naku....dahil sa baka na yan.......nadisgrasya tuloy front teeth ko.......na-head butt ako literally ng isang yearling during a rodeo practice...ayun...lumipad ang ipin. I think Vicky remembers this incident.

Okidoki ngarud Kuya Jun.

KOBOY BONG
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Ading Bong:

On your first email:

The word “vaquero” came from my love for the Spanish language as this aging lion has Castillian blood in his veins on the mother side. What is the middle name “de Vera” for?!

Except saying that you are one of his Dad’s favorite students, Vicky did not say much about you. But Ian still distinctly remembers the time you were chased by a rampaging bull in a rodeo tournament with the lasso on your hands and where you jumped atop the fence in time, barely eluding its horn (how long he did not say), and the bull, upon crashing and reeling backwards, you instantly veered at the stunned animal and lassoed it right on its neck and tied its feet faster than any contestant could which ultimately garnered for you the plum prize as the grandest cowboy of your time.

How’s that for a third-hand narration on the exploits of a guy who should have been born in the land of the prairies instead of in the region called Isabelandia?

Indeed school days should always be the best years in our lives, especially when our allowances come on time.

And now for the second mail.

Your good hermana is acting her job as the aging lion’s full time nurse, and with the lion’s almost immobilized condition, there’s not much prospects even to create the slightest mischief.

And I’m furnishing both Ian copy of this mail, si Vicky, bahala na si Ian magpabasa ng matatanggap niya.

Do take care, and please extend my regards to Rina and the kids. This local gossip should rate better reading that what you now read about our unfortunate country. Some people are simply incorrigible liars saying our country is soundly afloat when in reality it now sinks to the unfathomable depths of uncertain times.

If you don’t understand this wild but poetic narration, consider yourself lucky; it most probably is the result of the lion’s obsession to cut down on calorie intake to lower his blood sugar. And on this credit goes to Ian for buying his Dad a Glucometer wherewith to monitor this medical scourge that can be traced even to ancient times.

Kuya Jun